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🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Roman Ravenwood

Eavening Attire

Interacting With:@Tpartywithzombi

It took her a moment to respond to him, almost like she wasn’t used to being talked too. A strange occurrence but by the way her eyes seemed to glow in the candlelight of the ball room he didn’t mind at all almost not catching her words. He was about to reply to her when the clumsy oaf came in behind the foreign delegation. Watching the spectacle unfold he could only sigh and shake his head. He truly felt for the man, he himself wasn’t the best in social situations but where he approached new things with caution and care duke Lorenzo always seemed to come in with clumsy confidence.

The raising voices and anger were enough to put off the one before him making her more uncomfortable. He didn’t blame her emotions and how to deal with people experiencing them were not his forte. Instead, Roman watched with interest for a moment scanning all those near the royals, watching where people were looking and what their hands were doing. He was sworn to protect the royals after all, technically all the nobles were.

Hearing the women’s invitation to join her out on the balcony sounded like a good idea. Still, he hesitated for a moment to make sure the delegation wouldn’t erupt into violence as the other nobles began to grovel towards the foreigners. They were doing their jobs just as they were supposed to. But Leo’s comment stressed a few of the servants more than was necessary. Sure, they were commoners, but they were people too he guessed that was one of the reasons he didn’t like these things to much.

Seeing one such servant nearly falls to the floor near him Roman moved over to him and effortlessly picked the young man up helping him back to his feet he whispered, “Don’t let them see your weakness or you will be eaten alive.” He doubted the lad didn’t know that, but it was encouragement all the same. He held him up for a moment longer before another servant moved over to assist him. Just giving them a nod, the two didn’t seem to know just how to process him helping them and went off instinct. Roman paused for a moment looking back to the royalty hearing Lorenzo begin to weep before smiling at the dark-haired young lady and finally joining her outside.

Quietly he walked to the balcony and took a deep breath as she joined him and began talking. The comment about her bodice caught him off guard and he looked as if he had offended her, but the look changed back to a small smile quickly. He wasn’t sure if she was insulted or not, so he just brushed it off as sarcasm as he listened to her talk about Ravens. He found himself likening how she talked about the birds but had to compose his words properly before answering her question. this was why he liked writing letters, he could stop and think about his next words without being awkward or having to explain himself.

“well, when you have an eye for detail and you grow up around ravens its easy to pick them out. Besides I’ve been to the kingdom of Alidasht once before and these things are not entirely new to me. I did not enjoy the heat of that place but seeing the lights of their capitol from the palace walls is spectacular with the narrow sea on one end and the sea of sands on the other it is quite beautiful.” Roman found that he was still holding the cup and took another sip of the red wine.

“Still, id rather stick to the cold mountains of home. Which is why I asked about the ravens.” Pulling a part of his jacket to the side revealing an ornate raven perched on a mountain top etched into a metal badge attached to his jacket. “It is our family crest.” It took him a minute to remember he hadn’t introduced himself. “Uhh forgive me I forgot introductions. My name is Roman Ravenwood of Emberrock city.” finishing with a polite bow and a smile.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Roman Ravenwood

Eavening Attire

Interacting With:@Tpartywithzombi

Roman sighed with the warm city air that flowed through the carriage. This city and this part of the kingdom was warmer than he expected but still not as warm as the deserts of Alidasht. His mind drifted to the memories of that strange kingdom. It was only a few years ago that his father sent him there to hand deliver a piece of jewelry some one there had commissioned his father to make, they were fond of the desert insects. Roman never met who it was that it was for he handed it off to some advisor of some sort. The rest of that trip was interesting, he spent quite a while at the local forges and bought many pieces of armor and weapons to try. The smiths of the southern kingdom had some very interesting items and drinks.

A bump in the road jostled the man back to reality as the metal around his fingertips clinked together. For the evening he chose traditional formal clothes from his home just without a few of the extra layers. A Royal blue tunic with a longer black kilt falling from the waist and nearly touching the floor, accented by a black half cape flowing down the back of his left shoulder and a few pieces of armor around the shoulders, chest, forearms, and hands. The armor was something both his mother and father made for him as a gift, intricate silver inlays and carved metal and leather work. It was clear that a great amount of care was put into this and was tailor made for a man of his stature. Finishing off the look with tight black pants and polished black leather boots.

The entire ordeal was not exactly what Roman wanted but he knew this was important for his family and maybe he would find someone that could help him grow that family here. All he could hope for was that he didn’t start a war, even if it would be good for business, it’s not what anyone wanted right now. Rubbing the crystal pendant around his neck it was a nervous tick of his, anxiety wasn’t always an issue, but these kinds of gatherings tended to get under his skin a bit. “You look fabulous for a half giant.” The all to familiar voice of his old friend filled his ears. “Not now Salem, you be quiet tonight.” A subtle laugh was all he heard as the presence faded. He could see the castle now; it was hard to miss Afterall he just hoped that he wasn’t going to be too late.

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Stepping out of the carriage he was met with the tail end of the Alidasht procession as it moved towards the ball room. So, he was a little late, but it wasn’t something he couldn’t work around. What he couldn’t work around was what was Infront of him, a parade of animals, flower petals, and many of the sultans’ children and family it seemed. Seeing nobles and royals be carried wasn’t new to him but he didn’t really approve of it either, one should be proud that they can walk on their own two feet rather than be carried by their subjects. This however wasn’t his place to say anything he simply waited and watched taking in all the details of the foreign strangers.

After a few more minutes it seemed they made their way far enough out that he could wave a thank you to his carriage driver and begin the slow walk towards the ball room as not to be confused, if one could be confused, with the beautiful southern peoples. At least they were drawing all the attention away from him, for that they had his thanks. Normally being his size and wearing armor of some type as was customary with the nobles from his home, Roman tended to draw more attention at other gatherings. At least the smell of the flower petal he picked up was a very nice, sweet smell from the jungles. There weren’t many other places in their home that he knew of that had plants like that.

After giving some time for the parade Infront of him to move into the ball room Roman began to walk through the doors just as a mighty roar came from what looked to be a rather well-mannered tiger. He did have to stare at it for a moment, as he had only seen them in the books at the library. Moving his gaze amongst the people from left to right so he could pick up more detail, other than of course the kings and queens that he gave a polite bow to there was not many here he recognized.

With the attention mostly still on the newcomers he slipped into the crowd of people on the edges and walked to where the food was. Most people moved out of his way likely because of his intimidating size he figured. They had more than a few delicacies and rare treats at the table, he found a few fancy meats and cheese before looking around once more. It didn’t take him long to eat the meager portions he had picked up with a cup of wine to help wash it down.

Through his observations a image caught his attention and he had to do a double take. Seeing ravens among the nobility was rare as most saw them as bad omens or just birds. However, Roman could always pick up on the image of the bird as he was basically surrounded by it being from the Ravenwood family. The raven was part of someone’s clothes, this one seemed to be tucked away almost out of sight, but he couldn’t quite tell what they were doing from his angle. Slowly he moved to get a better look at the person then he saw the book and could tell that she was indeed reading and not just listening to everyone around her.

Roman turned and looked back out among the crowds. He could see the kings and queens, the sultan and his advisor, the prince who he met earlier this year, a few other nobles from his kingdom and neighboring cities, even possibly the doctor. Maybe he only met the man once after all when delivering aid to the neighboring city of kolonivka during one of their emergency’s. He was even able to see a rather spry looking count blackwood, it was good to see the duke out and about and that means that Mia should obviously be around somewhere. He would have to try and meet up with his old friend at some point during this party.

Working up his courage but still feeling awkward, Roman walked past the tables of food to where the raven girl had hidden herself away near the back of the room. Slowly he moved into the opposite side of the nook as the lady before him and smiled, “umm excuse me miss, I have a quick question for you if you don’t mind. The raven on your dress, is it for fashion where you’re from or a personal choice?” he found his eyes wandering her form while he spoke to her picking up many details including some interesting scarring that he caught himself staring at for a little longer than he thought might be appropriate and quickly switched his gaze back to her face and if she was looking at him into her eyes. all while holding the glass of wine he has barely drank out of in his hand.

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Roman Ravenwood

Roman Ardur Ravenwood || 30 || Male

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Appearance

Height:
6'6

Weight:
275 lbs.

Eye Color:
blue

Hair Length/Texture:
short almost in a military type of cut, always neat and well kept.

Hair Color:
brown

Skin Color:
Tan almost bronze due to the forges fire.

Facial details(freckles, moles, etc.):
Other than bushy eyebrows and a neat, trimmed beard not much.

Distinguishing features:
Roman sports a mighty physique due to his work in the family forges, one that shows through his clothing. His hands are rough and covered in calluses with many small and large scars across his hands and arms. Roman can be imposing, intimidating, and looks like he would have no trouble holding his own in a fight.

Clothing Preferences:
Whenever he finds himself in the south which for him is everywhere south of the mountains, he wears loose but fitting clothes of blues, greens, and purples when dressing for occasions. Otherwise, he wears a plain but sturdy tan coat with nice light clothes underneath. No matter the occasion however, Roman will always be wearing some form of armor in some fashion that he either made or one of his family has made to show off the family name. the only constant between his choices of clothing is a medallion he wears around his neck with his family crest a forge and hammer with a crystal molded into its center. this crystal looks clear like glass but gives off a faint aqua glow that is almost unnoticeable.

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Psychology

Likes:
- Fire
- Making things with his hands - admiring craftsmanship of any kind
- weapon training
- good stories and food
- gazing at the heavens on a clear night
- seeing people’s reactions to his gifts

Dislikes:
- people trying to be his friend for free services
- thieves
- humid days
- people that don't know when to stop talking

Sexuality:
+Hetero

Hobbies:
> Anything to do with a forge or chisel
> Mountain climbing
> Cave delving
> Cooking
> Occasionally helping others
> Dancing, singing, and drinking

Life Goals/Dreams:
Settle down with a good woman and have lots of little ones to carry on the family business and the Ravenwood name.

Personality Summary:
Roman may be a large and intimidating man but don't let that fool you for the joyful person that lies beneath his stoic exterior. Where he is from in the north, good times are few and far in between so you celebrate when you can and work the rest of the time. Because of this he can be very boisterous when in the right mood and company, the best friend you didn't ask for, a guy that just wants everyone else to smile and have a good time. he can be a bit of a handful sometimes when he gets carried away but won’t let his pride get in the way of a quick apology or admit that he was in the wrong.

This is not to say that he can’t get angry or lose his composure, he is only human. getting him to that point is hard unless you know how to get under his skin. he has a bit of a protective streak for those he cares about and can be quick to turn to anger and violence if they are in danger.

Some people may also notice that some things go over his head. He can be a little aloof when talking about things he isn’t familiar with and can sometimes have issues noticing social ques especially related to the opposite sex. However, his not noticing things all the time can sometimes make him seem more confident in himself.

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Background

Current occupation:
< First and foremost, he is a Varian noble of house Ravenwood.
< Roman's main occupation after this is a weapon, armor, and jewelry Smith and has just recently reached the title of master.
< Every Ravenwood is a trader and merchant at heart to spread the Ravenwood name further.

Any past occupations?
Tried a few things here and there nothing noteworthy.

Relatives:
Living in the far north is not the easiest and people can die easily, for that reason he has 9 brothers and 7 sisters, but he is the oldest. 4 of his siblings have passed away.
> Father - Erick Ravenwood
> Mother - Brynhilde Ravenwood
+ Sisters
- Sasha
- Sarah
- Hela
- Vigdis
- Kjellfrid
< Iduna - Died in a Industrial accident.
< Reka - Died from sickness at a young age.
+ Brothers
- Erickson
- Brokk & Bruni twins
- Fafner
- Halvard
- Ivan
- Ruslan
< Sven - Died after getting lost in a storm.
< Egor - Died in a mountain climbing accident.



Skills:
+ Armor, weapon, and Jewelry smithing /repair /Appraisal
+ Above average strength and stamina
+ Attention to detail in his work and in people
+ Weapon Training, can’t make what you can’t wield

History Summary:
well, if you want specifics I'm always up for a beer and a story but to be short?

Life in the far north is hard and so are its people, it’s easy for someone to drunkenly wander home and never to be seen again. taken by the old gods, because of that we celebrate every little thing in this world and have many siblings. my home is the same, the Ravenwood family has many cousins, nieces, and nephews along with brothers and sisters, but I am the oldest and one of the few without a family already.

I passed our rights of passage into adult hood and focused on my trade rather than going out and finding someone to spend my life with right away like many of my siblings. we all work in some capacity at the family business, making intricate pieces of armor, weapons, and jewelry for the nobles across the continents and kingdoms. we are very well known, and we plan to keep it that way for many more generations. for that reason, we all must know what it is like to mine for your own minerals, polish and cut stones, and how to wield and wear armor. for us if you don't know how to wield a weapon or wear armor you can’t make it.

Because I have not found a mate in life my father and mother insist on sending me off to the social gatherings intent on having me wed one of the beautiful ladies of the court. at least I get to take a vacation from my craft occasionally and meet some interesting people along the way.

Theme Song:
Warframe | We All Lift Together

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Questions

Questionnaire

History
"What? history? I just told you are you deaf?... oh, you mean more questions about my history. Apologies, please continue."

Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?
"I would say a healthy amount of both, nurtured helps one to get interested in things and knowing what you’re getting into. Neglect is going to happen with a large family and on top of that one part of the northern philosophy is that all men must suffer, makes us stronger and forces us to grow."

When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?
"At the anvil, on top of a mountain, the bottom of a cave. better than the bottom of a bottle."

What were you like in your teenage years?
"Hmm, I asked a lot of questions and wanted to play with all of the shiny sharp toys."

How close are you to your parents?
"Like I said before I have a big family, but I would say recently we have grown closer since they have been dressing me up to meet someone nice."

Do you have any trauma that haunts you?
"Yes, I uhh, well, did something stupid and others suffered because of it. no, I won’t elaborate."

What advice would you give your younger self?
"In hindsight I think the silver inlay would have looked better on the kings shield rather than the gold."

Were you an obedient child or defiant?
"Well, if I have to choose obedient, one always has to be careful around a working forge."

What is your biggest regret?
"Spending more time with my siblings would have been nice but I made my decision to practice and hone my skills instead."

Romance
"That's rather personal don't you think?... kings’ orders? Fine."

Have you ever been in love? :
"Yes, her name is Sheila, and she is the best hammer I have ever worked with."

What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.:
"Uhh at this point anyone that is willing to support me and what I do, and I would do the same... I do like wide hips... I hope she is willing to have a big family."

How do you display affection? What is your love language?
"Art and being physical, I'm not the best with words but I'm good with my hands and I would likely give them gifts."

Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?
"Yeah, it was fine I guess, celebrating a nephew’s rite of passage and was making merry with a few of the local ladies."

Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?
"Yes, have you seen some of the king’s heirloom weapons and armor? now some of those pieces are works of art for the gods themselves. I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on some of those breastplates, pardon the blacksmith jargon."

What does marriage mean to you?
"a commitment to love one another and grow both of our families in both renown and size."

Are you currently crushing on anyone?
"I don't think I have crushed anyone lately, why has someone complained?"

"Violet Damien is particularly enchanting isn't she."

Do you ever consider having children in the future?
"Have I been talking to a brick wall? you really should be paying more attention than just reading from a script and actually listen to the people you’re talking too."

Personality
"Are you asking me about my personality or is it one of those category statements again?"

Describe your ideal Sunday morning:
"Wake up early to a hardy breakfast and stare out the window at the weather before deciding what to do for the day."

What kind of person do you aspire to be?
“An honorable, hardworking man, a good man. Like my father and his father before him.”

What bad habits do you have?
“Uhh well I tend to get a little too focused on the things im working on and can sometimes forget to take breaks… or eat… or sleep.”

If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?
“Stopping my friend from what got him killed, it was my fault really couldn’t quite get the words right.”

What is your greatest fear?
“Losing my senses, being injured to the point where I could not work… a jail cell or worse.”

What are your pet peeves?
“Carless craftsmanship, someone doubting my abilities, people putting others down for their own enjoyment, to name a few.”

When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?
“Depends on the mood but normally alone or with one or two people but not a whole crowd.”

Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?
“How would someone fight with their tongue? That sounds hard to do I don’t even know how you would exercise your tongue to get it that strong in the first place… ill stick with my fists and let Sheila do the talking.”

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Roman Ravenwood

Roman Ardur Ravenwood || 30 || Male

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Appearance

Height:
6'6

Weight:
275 lbs.

Eye Color:
blue

Hair Length/Texture:
short almost in a military type of cut, always neat and well kept.

Hair Color:
brown

Skin Color:
Tan almost bronze due to the forges fire.

Facial details(freckles, moles, etc.):
Other than bushy eyebrows and a neat, trimmed beard not much.

Distinguishing features:
Roman sports a mighty physique due to his work in the family forges, one that shows through his
clothing. His hands are rough and covered in calluses with many small and large scars across his hands and arms. Roman can be imposing, intimidating, and looks like he would have no trouble holding his own in a fight.

Clothing Preferences:
Whenever he finds himself in the south which for him is everywhere south of the mountains, he wears loose but fitting clothes of blues, greens, and purples when dressing for occasions. Otherwise, he wears a plain but sturdy tan coat with nice light clothes underneath. No matter the occasion however, Roman will always be wearing some form of armor in some fashion that he either made or one of his family has made to show off the family name. the only constant between his choices of clothing is a medallion he wears around his neck with his family crest a forge and hammer with a crystal molded into its center. this crystal looks clear like glass but gives off a faint aqua glow that is almost unnoticeable.

---

Psychology

Likes:
- Fire
- Making things with his hands - admiring craftsmanship of any kind
- weapon training
- good stories and food
- gazing at the heavens on a clear night
- seeing people’s reactions to his gifts

Dislikes:
- people trying to be his friend for free services
- thieves
- humid days
- people that don't know when to stop talking

Sexuality:
+Hetero

Hobbies:
> Anything to do with a forge or chisel
> Mountain climbing
> Cave delving
> Cooking
> Occasionally helping others
> Dancing, singing, and drinking

Life Goals/Dreams:
Settle down with a good woman and have lots of little ones to carry on the family business and the Ravenwood name.

Personality Summary:
Roman may be a large and intimidating man but don't let that fool you for the joyful person that lies beneath his stoic exterior. Where he is from in the north, good times are few and far in between so you celebrate when you can and work the rest of the time. Because of this he can be very boisterous when in the right mood and company, the best friend you didn't ask for, a guy that just wants everyone else to smile and have a good time. he can be a bit of a handful sometimes when he gets carried away but won’t let his pride get in the way of a quick apology or admit that he was in the wrong.

This is not to say that he can’t get angry or lose his composure, he is only human. getting him to that point is hard unless you know how to get under his skin. he has a bit of a protective streak for those he cares about and can be quick to turn to anger and violence if they are in danger.

Some people may also notice that some things go over his head. He can be a little aloof when talking about things he isn’t familiar with and can sometimes have issues noticing social ques especially related to the opposite sex. However, his not noticing things all the time can sometimes make him seem more confident in himself.

---

Background

Current occupation:
< First and foremost, he is a Varian noble of house Ravenwood.
< Roman's main occupation after this is a weapon, armor, and jewelry Smith and has just recently reached the title of master.
< Every Ravenwood is a trader and merchant at heart to spread the Ravenwood name further.

Any past occupations?
Tried a few things here and there nothing noteworthy.

Relatives:
Living in the far north is not the easiest and people can die easily, for that reason he has many brothers and sisters, but he is the oldest.

Skills:
+ Armor, weapon, and Jewelry smithing /repair /Appraisal
+ Above average strength and stamina
+ Attention to detail in his work and in people
+ Weapon Training, can’t make what you can’t wield

History Summary:
well, if you want specifics I'm always up for a beer and a story but to be short?

Life in the far north is hard and so are its people, it’s easy for someone to drunkenly wander home and never to be seen again. taken by the old gods, because of that we celebrate every little thing in this world and have many siblings. my home is the same, the Ravenwood family has many cousins, nieces, and nephews along with brothers and sisters, but I am the oldest and one of the few without a family already.

I passed our rights of passage into adult hood and focused on my trade rather than going out and finding someone to spend my life with right away like many of my siblings. we all work in some capacity at the family business, making intricate pieces of armor, weapons, and jewelry for the nobles across the continents and kingdoms. we are very well known, and we plan to keep it that way for many more generations. for that reason, we all must know what it is like to mine for your own minerals, polish and cut stones, and how to wield and wear armor. for us if you don't know how to wield a weapon or wear armor you can’t make it.

Because I have not found a mate in life my father and mother insist on sending me off to the social gatherings intent on having me wed one of the beautiful ladies of the court. at least I get to take a vacation from my craft occasionally and meet some interesting people along the way.

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Questionnaire

History
"What? history? I just told you are you deaf?... oh, you mean more questions about my history. Apologies, please continue."

Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?
"I would say a healthy amount of both, nurtured helps one to get interested in things and knowing what you’re getting into. Neglect is going to happen with a large family and on top of that one part of the northern philosophy is that all men must suffer, makes us stronger and forces us to grow."

When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?
"At the anvil, on top of a mountain, the bottom of a cave. better than the bottom of a bottle."

What were you like in your teenage years?
"Hmm, I asked a lot of questions and wanted to play with all of the shiny sharp toys."

How close are you to your parents?
"Like I said before I have a big family, but I would say recently we have grown closer since they have been dressing me up to meet someone nice."

Do you have any trauma that haunts you?
"Yes, I uhh, well, did something stupid and others suffered because of it. no, I won’t elaborate."

What advice would you give your younger self?
"In hindsight I think the silver inlay would have looked better on the kings shield rather than the gold."

Were you an obedient child or defiant?
"Well, if I have to choose obedient, one always has to be careful around a working forge."

What is your biggest regret?
"Spending more time with my siblings would have been nice but I made my decision to practice and hone my skills instead."

Romance
"That's rather personal don't you think?... kings’ orders? Fine."

Have you ever been in love? :
"Yes, her name is Sheila, and she is the best hammer I have ever worked with."

What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.:
"Uhh at this point anyone that is willing to support me and what I do, and I would do the same... I do like wide hips... I hope she is willing to have a big family."

How do you display affection? What is your love language?
"Art and being physical, I'm not the best with words but I'm good with my hands and I would likely give them gifts."

Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?
"Yeah, it was fine I guess, celebrating a nephew’s rite of passage and was making merry with a few of the local ladies."

Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?
"Yes, have you seen some of the king’s heirloom weapons and armor? now some of those pieces are works of art for the gods themselves. I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on some of those breastplates, pardon the blacksmith jargon."

What does marriage mean to you?
"a commitment to love one another and grow both of our families in both renown and size."

Are you currently crushing on anyone?
"I don't think I have crushed anyone lately, why has someone complained?"

Do you ever consider having children in the future?
"Have I been talking to a brick wall? you really should be paying more attention than just reading from a script and actually listen to the people you’re talking too."

Personality
"Are you asking me about my personality or is it one of those category statements again?"

Describe your ideal Sunday morning:
"Wake up early to a hardy breakfast and stare out the window at the weather before deciding what to do for the day."

What kind of person do you aspire to be?
“An honorable, hardworking man, a good man. Like my father and his father before him.”

What bad habits do you have?
“Uhh well I tend to get a little too focused on the things im working on and can sometimes forget to take breaks… or eat… or sleep.”

If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?
“Stopping my friend from what got him killed, it was my fault really couldn’t quite get the words right.”

What is your greatest fear?
“Losing my senses, being injured to the point where I could not work… a jail cell or worse.”

What are your pet peeves?
“Carless craftsmanship, someone doubting my abilities, people putting others down for their own enjoyment, to name a few.”

When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?
“Depends on the mood but normally alone or with one or two people but not a whole crowd.”

Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?
“How would someone fight with their tongue? That sounds hard to do I don’t even know how you would exercise your tongue to get it that strong in the first place… ill stick with my fists and let Sheila do the talking.”

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Character Sheet

Roman Ardur Ravenstone || 30 || Male

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Appearance

Height:
6'6

Weight:
275 lbs.

Eye Color:
blue

Hair Length/Texture:
short almost in a military type of cut, always neat and well kept.

Hair Color:
brown

Skin Color:
Tan almost bronze due to the forges fire.

Facial details(freckles, moles, etc.):
Other than bushy eyebrows and a neat, trimmed beard not much.

Distinguishing features:
Roman sports a mighty physique due to his work in the family forges, one that shows through his
clothing. His hands are rough and covered in calluses with many small and large scars across his hands and arms. Roman can be imposing, intimidating, and looks like he would have no trouble holding his own in a fight.

Clothing Preferences:
Whenever he finds himself in the south which for him is everywhere south of the mountains, he wears loose but fitting clothes of blues, greens, and purples when dressing for occasions. Otherwise, he wears a plain but sturdy tan coat with nice light clothes underneath. No matter the occasion however, Roman will always be wearing some form of armor in some fashion that he either made or one of his family has made to show off the family name. the only constant between his choices of clothing is a medallion he wears around his neck with his family crest a forge and hammer with a crystal molded into its center. this crystal looks clear like glass but gives off a faint aqua glow that is almost unnoticeable.

---

Psychology

Likes:
- Fire
- Making things with his hands - admiring craftsmanship of any kind
- weapon training
- good stories and food
- gazing at the heavens on a clear night
- seeing people’s reactions to his gifts

Dislikes:
- people trying to be his friend for free services
- thieves
- humid days
- people that don't know when to stop talking

Sexuality:
+Hetero

Hobbies:
> Anything to do with a forge or chisel
> Mountain climbing
> Cave delving
> Cooking
> Occasionally helping others
> Dancing, singing, and drinking

Life Goals/Dreams:
Settle down with a good woman and have lots of little ones to carry on the family business and the Ravenwood name.

Personality Summary:
Roman may be a large and intimidating man but don't let that fool you for the joyful person that lies beneath his stoic exterior. Where he is from in the north, good times are few and far in between so you celebrate when you can and work the rest of the time. Because of this he can be very boisterous when in the right mood and company, the best friend you didn't ask for, a guy that just wants everyone else to smile and have a good time. he can be a bit of a handful sometimes when he gets carried away but won’t let his pride get in the way of a quick apology or admit that he was in the wrong.

This is not to say that he can’t get angry or lose his composure, he is only human. getting him to that point is hard unless you know how to get under his skin. he has a bit of a protective streak for those he cares about and can be quick to turn to anger and violence if they are in danger.

Some people may also notice that some things go over his head. He can be a little aloof when talking about things he isn’t familiar with and can sometimes have issues noticing social ques especially related to the opposite sex. However, his not noticing things all the time can sometimes make him seem more confident in himself.

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Background

Current occupation:
< First and foremost, he is a Varian noble of house Ravenwood.
< Roman's main occupation after this is a weapon, armor, and jewelry Smith and has just recently reached the title of master.
< Every Ravenwood is a trader and merchant at heart to spread the Ravenwood name further.

Any past occupations?
Tried a few things here and there nothing noteworthy.

Relatives:
Living in the far north is not the easiest and people can die easily, for that reason he has many brothers and sisters, but he is the oldest.

Skills:
+ Armor, weapon, and Jewelry smithing /repair /Appraisal
+ Above average strength and stamina
+ Attention to detail in his work and in people
+ Weapon Training, can’t make what you can’t wield

History Summary:
well, if you want specifics I'm always up for a beer and a story but to be short?

Life in the far north is hard and so are its people, it’s easy for someone to drunkenly wander home and never to be seen again. taken by the old gods, because of that we celebrate every little thing in this world and have many siblings. my home is the same, the Ravenwood family has many cousins, nieces, and nephews along with brothers and sisters, but I am the oldest and one of the few without a family already.

I passed our rights of passage into adult hood and focused on my trade rather than going out and finding someone to spend my life with right away like many of my siblings. we all work in some capacity at the family business, making intricate pieces of armor, weapons, and jewelry for the nobles across the continents and kingdoms. we are very well known, and we plan to keep it that way for many more generations. for that reason, we all must know what it is like to mine for your own minerals, polish and cut stones, and how to wield and wear armor. for us if you don't know how to wield a weapon or wear armor you can’t make it.

Because I have not found a mate in life my father and mother insist on sending me off to the social gatherings intent on having me wed one of the beautiful ladies of the court. at least I get to take a vacation from my craft occasionally and meet some interesting people along the way.

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Questionnaire

History
"What? history? I just told you are you deaf?... oh, you mean more questions about my history. Apologies, please continue."

Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?
"I would say a healthy amount of both, nurtured helps one to get interested in things and knowing what you’re getting into. Neglect is going to happen with a large family and on top of that one part of the northern philosophy is that all men must suffer, makes us stronger and forces us to grow."

When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?
"At the anvil, on top of a mountain, the bottom of a cave. better than the bottom of a bottle."

What were you like in your teenage years?
"Hmm, I asked a lot of questions and wanted to play with all of the shiny sharp toys."

How close are you to your parents?
"Like I said before I have a big family, but I would say recently we have grown closer since they have been dressing me up to meet someone nice."

Do you have any trauma that haunts you?
"Yes, I uhh, well, did something stupid and others suffered because of it. no, I won’t elaborate."

What advice would you give your younger self?
"In hindsight I think the silver inlay would have looked better on the kings shield rather than the gold."

Were you an obedient child or defiant?
"Well, if I have to choose obedient, one always has to be careful around a working forge."

What is your biggest regret?
"Spending more time with my siblings would have been nice but I made my decision to practice and hone my skills instead."

Romance
"That's rather personal don't you think?... kings’ orders? Fine."

Have you ever been in love? :
"Yes, her name is Sheila, and she is the best hammer I have ever worked with."

What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.:
"Uhh at this point anyone that is willing to support me and what I do, and I would do the same... I do like wide hips... I hope she is willing to have a big family."

How do you display affection? What is your love language?
"Art and being physical, I'm not the best with words but I'm good with my hands and I would likely give them gifts."

Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?
"Yeah, it was fine I guess, celebrating a nephew’s rite of passage and was making merry with a few of the local ladies."

Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?
"Yes, have you seen some of the king’s heirloom weapons and armor? now some of those pieces are works of art for the gods themselves. I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on some of those breastplates, pardon the blacksmith jargon."

What does marriage mean to you?
"a commitment to love one another and grow both of our families in both renown and size."

Are you currently crushing on anyone?
"I don't think I have crushed anyone lately, why has someone complained?"

Do you ever consider having children in the future?
"Have I been talking to a brick wall? you really should be paying more attention than just reading from a script and actually listen to the people you’re talking too."

Personality
"Are you asking me about my personality or is it one of those category statements again?"

Describe your ideal Sunday morning:
"Wake up early to a hardy breakfast and stare out the window at the weather before deciding what to do for the day."

What kind of person do you aspire to be?
“An honorable, hardworking man, a good man. Like my father and his father before him.”

What bad habits do you have?
“Uhh well I tend to get a little too focused on the things im working on and can sometimes forget to take breaks… or eat… or sleep.”

If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?
“Stopping my friend from what got him killed, it was my fault really couldn’t quite get the words right.”

What is your greatest fear?
“Losing my senses, being injured to the point where I could not work… a jail cell or worse.”

What are your pet peeves?
“Carless craftsmanship, someone doubting my abilities, people putting others down for their own enjoyment, to name a few.”

When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?
“Depends on the mood but normally alone or with one or two people but not a whole crowd.”

Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?
“How would someone fight with their tongue? That sounds hard to do I don’t even know how you would exercise your tongue to get it that strong in the first place… ill stick with my fists and let Sheila do the talking.”

Roses and Daggers - Romance

this looks fun, i like the culture of the Alidasht Kingdom the most.

Halo: Aegis Team

Grikgar /Grik/ Seeker

// Unggoy Ultra // Demolitions and Artillery // Location: setting up for the big boom

Grik nodded in agreement with Vael’s decision and began to get his gear situated. Turning off his shield and camo he looked to the leader. “Ok Grik will move to the position and plant the explosives. It might take Grik a little while, might have to crawl or climb over the edge momentarily depends on cover.” Turning for a moment to survey the land in front of them that he could see to plan his course accordingly. “If there is nothing else, Grik will head out now while the storm is still providing cover.”

The grunt sounded excited to go and blow something up. He was well aware of what he needed to do and how to do it. His low sturdy frame making the strong winds less effective against him and would help to blind the grunts on patrol if they didn’t have goggles. The rocky sometimes steep terrain was well suited to his climbing ability. All he had to do was stay low and slow but still move with purpose to lay the explosives and start their assault. With the rest of his ammunition and his proximity to the structure when he arrived Grik decided that he would take a flanking position on the opposite side of the structure after the explosives were set and open fire after the others start to. Giving them a false sense of a larger force and to give them nowhere to hide.

Scorched Earth

@TheMerlin
might have to just skip them for the time being

Scorched Earth

@TheMerlin pretty much he traded fine manipulation for brute force so he doesn't trust that he can help with the forces of diamond company and not hit allies so he cut off their reinforcements. also made a path back to their own lines to assist with that.

Scorched Earth

Turzo "Wrath" Drunoda

Turzo kept up his assault in his support role mostly by creating the terrain between their lines and the enemies into a treacherous landscape of sink holes and earthen spike trap. Anything he could to slow their advance before figuring out what to do next. That was one thing he often had trouble with was discerning how much power to use and where his allies were so he would not hit them as well.

So far it seemed the simple wall he made was at least helping the main line so it would not falter any further than it had so far. Then the knight commander gave out orders to move and rally at the drop ship. Luckily for him the platform he was on was something he had designed as a mobile defense platform during his beginning classes in warfare as a child this was mostly since he did not use much in the way of armor or shielding compared to most other mages.

With a crack the stone platform broke free from the ground pulling many chunks of stone and earth up as well to encircle the mage and act as armor. Some pieces of stone and earth slowly rotated around the platform while others were constantly being swapped out with pieces that were being shot or damaged due to incoming fire. Every piece that was broken was used to rain back down upon the empire’s soldiers in a bludgeoning and piercing hail of rock chunks and stone splinters.

The stone egg could not keep up with the knight commanders’ pace but made good time none the less. A large Colom of stone and earth shot up to combine itself with the egg behind the crashed dropship and quickly took the form of what one would see as an ancient stone tower from the castles of old. Quickly ramparts and fortifications could bee seen in and around the design.

Unseen and protected in his earthen shield Turzo remained but was not idle. Lifting his arms, a thick stretch of stone raised up and raced towards the Belisio lines behind them in quick succession. Still rumbling the stone split down the middle and pushed out to either side with enough room that two men could traverse down it while being tall enough to give them cover while doing so. This was his attempt to connect the crash site back to their lines so that the wounded could get out and reinforcements could get in. now all that was left for him was to cut off reinforcements to the Dimond company. They were after all their biggest threat here, however Turzo did not believe he could hit them without hitting his allies as well so better to keep the small fry off their backs and allow for their own reinforcements to come in.

With his decision made the siege mage turned a dial on his mana regulator giving him access to more of his reserves. This action sent a notification to several battlefield commanders and the governing body of Belisio this includes the knight commander. One of the many things he had to do to let the others know that he was increasing his power. Turzo was aware this was so they could keep a better eye on him if they had to put him down. For his next move he would let the empire and its soldiers know he was here by unleashing his calling card.

Several small holes began to appear around the base of his fortified position on top of the tower with the top of it breaking off as well. Twisting and turning himself into what could only be called a dance of fire brought him into his favorite and most well used type of spell casting. Using the tower as a kiln of sorts pulling in oxygen from below, swirling it together and ejecting a bright flame above. The resulting thermal spike could even blind people and machines that used heat to see as the radiated heat saturated the surrounding area. This process took time but after a little while longer the stone protecting him began to turn bright orange and yellow sloshing away at the extreme temperatures until nothing was left but a column of swirling fire.

This was his calling card, things like this are what separated him from other mages of the empire. A show of force to demoralize and wither the hearts of men who faced it. With Wrath glowing just as bright as the fire he was channeling he pushed the flames to either side of him letting the flames run rampant through the enemy lines and around the crashed ship. This was really all he could do at his current state as he effectively cut a wide swath around his allies and the Dimond company separating them with a sea of fire that consumed all within. All he could do now was maintain the flame’s and hope the others could keep the fire off him long enough for them to win.